Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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Pauline slipped into the classroom during the second history of magic class, Professor Binns didn't care at all, and the Ravenclaws in the back row tacitly covered her, and when she quietly sat next to Riddle, he Just discovered.

"Very hungry." She muttered as soon as she sat down, and reached out to Riddle unceremoniously, "Where's my cheese tart?"

Riddle originally wanted to ask a lot of questions, but was interrupted by her confidently stretching out her hand, and held back her mouth, unable to vomit.

He reached out subconsciously, his fingers touched the paper bag in the drawer, and paused again.

"How is Nott?" He grabbed the paper bag in his hand, but didn't give it to her immediately, and asked in a low voice.

What he really wanted to know was whether Pauline had been punished for casting a hex on another student in public.

Pauline looked at him unhappily.

"Mrs. Albert cast a healing spell on him." She said flatly, reaching for the paper bag in Riddle's hand, "Maybe tomorrow you will be able to see his new teeth."

Riddle held the package a little further away. "So, she didn't say anything?"

Pauline's hand was empty.

She gave Riddle a dissatisfied look, "It may not matter what she said, but I said I was very hungry."

Riddle glanced at her, and stretched his hand a little further.

"So they won't punish you for using a jinx on him?" He suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at Pauline coldly, showed a fierce expression, and commanded imposingly, "Answer my question!"

Pauline stared at him for a moment, her eyes bright.

Riddle saw a familiar expression on her face—the expression she used to wear whenever she looked at him thoughtfully, and then thought of all kinds of overwhelming things that would kill her. Tricks to deal with him.His expression changed slightly, and he had a bad feeling.

Suddenly Pauline reached out her hand—so suddenly that Riddle didn't even know it—she squeezed Riddle's cheeks and pulled them out.

Riddle's eyes widened.

He leaned back sharply, trying to shake her hand away, and stretched out his arm to push her away, but Pauline was ready for it, and she was on her feet from the moment she reached out, bending her right hand unceremoniously. The legs and knees pressed against Riddle's legs, and the whole person leaned towards him, pressing heavily on Riddle's body, pinching his face hard, twisting into different shapes.

"I told you I'm hungry, but you still ask!" She leaned into his ear unceremoniously, accusing her angrily in a low voice, "You don't care about me at all, but you know you care about Nuo special!"

Riddle was almost confused by her words. He tried to push her away, and twisted his face to shake her hand away. Without Pauline's hand, his face was already contorted—he I can't wait to kill her!He had never suffered such a shame, never!

Now no one was dozing off, and everyone was watching them with great interest, only Professor Binns was still swaying on the podium, talking about the goblin rebellion to himself.

"When did I--care about Nott...?" Riddle was so annoyed, his face was contorted under her hands, he said indistinctly, and Pauline couldn't be pushed away--she was almost the whole body It was all on top of him, clawing at him like an octopus—Riddle really wanted to jinx her right now!

"Okay, then go and fall in love with Nott!" Pauline suddenly stopped moving, she let go of Riddle abruptly, stood there and stared at him coldly, everyone except Professor Binns was looking at her , but she seemed to have not noticed it at all, with a pampered displeasure on her face, "Why don't you go to Mrs. Albert and find Nott to express your concern and concern for him? Maybe I will bless you two too !"

Riddle was completely confused by her, "What did you say?" He frowned tightly and stared at her fiercely, hoping that she would stop in moderation.

But Pauline had never known enough was enough.

"Since you don't expect to see me, then goodbye, Mr. Riddle." She walked away with her schoolbag proudly.

The bewildered Riddle met countless excited and condemning eyes.

"Did you break up?" a Ravenclaw asked furtively, his face gleaming with excitement. "She dumped you?"

Riddle finally understood Pauline's intentions, and he glared at her back fiercely and annoyed-he had never encountered such a thing!Just because he asked a few more questions? ?

She's just...unreasonable!

——Riddle never thought that he would have such a wronged and frustrated day.

"Look out, buddy." He didn't answer. The Ravenclaw thought he understood something and looked at him sympathetically. It's normal for friends to be picky, and next time you find a girl who is a little more ordinary, on your terms, maybe you don't have to suffer too much."

Riddle didn't want to know at all why in this Ravenclaw's mouth, if Pauline was his girlfriend, he would be the one to be picked on, and he didn't want to know why he had to be pissed at all when he was in love-couldn't he be worthy of it? who?He... No, they are all confused, he can't fall in love at all, who is worthy of him?

This completely meaningless thing...

What a shame...

"That's not the case!" He stared at that Ravenclaw coldly, angrily picked up his schoolbag forcefully, hesitated for a moment, stuffed the paper bag containing the cheese tarts, and faced all the excitement With gossipy eyes, he strode out of the classroom.

Pauline was at the end of the corridor.

She didn't feel sorry for her soft and high-end coat at all, she sat very casually on the steps in front of the flower garden, the clear and light sunlight fell softly on her body, casting a faint golden light on her, just like the girl in Muggle mythology. Nymphs, born to be loved by nature.

But what shines most is that unrestrained... lightness and freedom that no one can take away from her.

Riddle stood a few steps away, staring at her expressionlessly.

"I'm hungry," she said.

"You're hungry," repeated Riddle softly, and he looked at her coldly, sneering, "sounds bad, doesn't it? But what does that have to do with me, Sweet? You can fool people around , let them believe that we are a couple, but you won't even believe your lie, will you?"

"Listen, Sweet," he weighed her for a moment, his face still expressionless, "I admit you have some skills, but I won't let you humiliate me forever, even with magical restraints. No People can humiliate me...no one, and I will make anyone who dares to do so pay."

His eyes are scary.

But Pauline kept looking at him.

"But I'm hungry." She listened to him quietly. "You promised to bring me food—no one can go back on what they promised me, no one."

Riddle wanted her to know right now that he wasn't just anyone she was comfortable playing with.

But Pauline spoke again.

"But you wouldn't do that, Tom, would you?" She tilted her head, looking at him with interest, and said softly, "You wouldn't do that to me."

Riddle didn't know where she came from, confident that she would be different for him.

"Come here!" She urged, of course, as if she had never tasted the bitterness of being rejected and rejected, just like her life, it was always light and sweet, "Sit with me for a while."

Riddle walked up to her with a blank expression and sat next to her.

"Cold cheese tarts don't taste good." Pauline held the paper bag critically.She took a bite, frowning slightly, showing distaste, and for a moment Riddle was even worried that she would give it to him, because she quickly turned around and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

"Not at all." Riddle said blankly.

Actually a little bit.

"Are you afraid I'll give it to you?" Pauline seemed to see through his worries.She laughed, knowing and complacent——Riddle felt annoyed for a while, "I'm just asking, I won't give it to you, this is what you promised me."

There was no expression on Riddle's face, he didn't quite understand what she meant.

"I never share." Pauline snorted softly.

She ate the two cheese tarts in small bites with the still warm black tea milk.

Riddle just sat there expressionless, quietly watching her finish eating.

"It's nothing wrong with Knott. He just lost a tooth. Of course it's okay. The spell I used just made him hurt. It won't have any side effects, and it's not black magic. It's not a big deal." Pauline didn't go to see him. , and set his sights on the still fresh flowerbeds - Hogwarts protected them, so that the cold and windy winter days also have the fragrance of flowers, "He didn't dare to complain to the professors, he was too afraid of me. However, he It is possible to write to his parents and put pressure on the school to expel me. The Knott family is very influential."

Riddle immediately sized her up for a moment with probing eyes.

"I'm curious," he said after a short pause, "if you know this, why did you cast a jinx on him in the auditorium?"

"Because it's the best way," Pauline said simply. "People always think that the best way to deal with someone like Nott is to be vigilant at all times, to counterattack in time, to show your strength when you counterattack, and let him fight back next time." I dare not trouble you again."

Riddle smiled slightly.

"But I think it's the most efficient way to teach someone a lesson when he intends to offend you." Pauline shrugged, "Unfortunately, not everyone can be like that." I ignore moral pitfalls as well."

But that still doesn't explain where Pauline's confidence comes from.

"If you are really fired, you can just escape our agreement. I have to say, this is a good thing for you." Riddle sneered, "It seems that you have already figured it out, right?"

"Merlin himself didn't go to Hogwarts." Pauline said indifferently, she focused on a rose plant in front of her, "Grindelwald was expelled by Durmstrang, the Big Four It is all about self-taught to create a school, where genius can achieve amazing results, it depends only on the person, not which school he graduated from."

Riddle glared at her.

He didn't think she was too arrogant so he glared at her, on the contrary, he glared at her because he thought she was right.

"So you feel that you are Merlin alive," he sneered after a long time, "very amazing confidence."

He thought she would nod.

"That's not true." But Pauline suddenly turned her head and smiled, looking very sly. "I'm not afraid because - Prewett is also a very prestigious name."

Before Riddle could react to her words, they heard a gnashing of teeth behind them.

"So you have the audacity to put a jinx on Nott? Very, very well, Miss Pauline."

They jumped up suddenly from the steps.

A stocky young man with red hair was standing behind them with folded arms, looking at them with extremely unfriendly eyes—especially Riddle, "You know how scared I was when I heard about this? And you? As if nothing happened, dating your little Slytherin boyfriend?——Did you have a lesson this time?”,

Riddle was uncomfortable with the address and the look in his eyes.

"Ignatius." He heard Pauline calling the young man's name briskly—just as when he was called "Tom." Riddle felt a subtly unpleasant offense, but Pauline did not. Look at him, "Don't you have classes?"

"Potions class, remember?" Ignatius Prewett snorted dissatisfied, "You can leave as long as you finish the potion. I've never finished it so early, it's all to find you."

Pauline laughed. She walked over and took Ignatius's arm affectionately, "Then I also helped you improve the potion efficiency, didn't I? Professor Slughorn will give you extra points. "

"The premise is that I maintain the original quality." Ignatius snorted coldly, but Pauline shook his arm lightly and smiled sweetly at him——Riddle couldn't understand Feeling an exasperating irritability—Prewett's face softened. "You're not hurt, Pauline?"

"Of course not," said Pauline easily.

They had a bunch of nasty and nonsense conversations, basically centered on Ignatius' greetings, and several times Riddle wanted to just leave-he should have done so, but he forced himself to think that still With the wand still in Pauline's hand, he froze in place, exasperated, but restrained.

"It's almost time for get out of class to end, let's go to the auditorium to have lunch first." Ignatius finally let go of his useless worries - Riddle should really thank Merlin for this - he rubbed Pauline's head, " I will teach Nott a lesson for you, don't be afraid, he will never dare to trouble you again next time."

Riddle really wanted to suggest to Ignatius to listen carefully to what his cousin said just now. Perhaps this pudgy redhead never knew how difficult and cold his cousin was actually?Riddle sneered.

"Okay." Pauline nodded meekly.

She finally turned her head to look at Riddle, expressionless, and her eyes no longer had the kind of excited, bright light that made him shudder.She walked towards him, turned her back to Ignatius, pulled away Riddle's wizard robe, took out his wand from the inside pocket of the coat, and stuffed it into Riddle's wizard robe under the cover of the coat Inside pocket, then gently tuck the hem.

"I'll give it back to you." She said softly, glanced at him lightly, then looked away without any hesitation, and walked to Ignatius' side.

"Ignatius," she said quietly, "let us go."

Riddle stared back at them strangely—he had planned to jinx her as soon as he got his wand.

She and her cousin walked away talking and laughing, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Didn't even look back at him.

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